Percy and Annabeth-Their future

Rivalries

I watched as Percy pulled his t-shirt on, admiring himself in the mirror. He pulled a baseball hat on over his messy black hair, watching me from the corner of his eye. 

"Once a Yankees fan, always a Yankees fan," Percy laughed, coming up behind me with a hug. I put on my own Yankees hat, disappearing in Percy's arms- literally. 

"Do you know how weird this feels?" Percy said, pulling away as if I was slimy or something. I couldn't help but laugh as he scrunched up his face. "Not to mention how weird it looks..."

Slowly, Percy found my face, lifting the baseball hat off to kiss me. "We are winning today, Wise Girl."

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"Hey Mom!" Sophia smiled, wrapping me in a hug. Her face was lined with eye black... only it was red and blue with little socks carefully drawn in. She sported an authentic David Ortiz jersey and a look that screamed 'Come at me'. 

"I'm not sure I can even hug you," Percy laughed, eyeing her outfit. Logan wasn't much better. "I still can't believe you guys are die hard Sox fans! Think of your roots!"

"Well it's not like Mom is from New York, Dad," Sophia jeered back, eyes shining. The inner lawyer in her was coming out. "If anything, she should be rooting for the Nationals," 

"Who said anything about the Walgreens team?" Rion's voice echoed as he walked in the house, his Xander Bogaerts shirt a little too big, and his Red Sox hat a little too small. I don't think he'd bought himself a new hat since second grade. 

"Ri!" Sophia smiled, hugging her brother. "So glad you chose the winning team," She added slyly.

"I'd never have it any other way, and you know that!" He laughed, setting down a case of beer. "Are Lu- oh, I meant are Lena and Taylor coming?" 

Luke had gone back to his training in Hades knows where, and it was evident in Rion. Everything they'd done together in high school still lingered in Rion, less like a memory and more like a missing puzzle piece. Despite our theories, Rion hadn't dated anyone since Emma... and that meant that 99% of the time, he was alone. 

"Lena said she couldn't make it up, but Taylor might tomorrow. But as for tonight, it's just us." I said confidently. That meant it was pretty evenly matched. Two born-to-be Yankees fans and three Red Sox  fans, with one being a convert. We had it in the bag.

Percy flicked on the TV as an adorable little boy sang the National Anthem, all of Fenway Park applauding. So it's a home game, I thought to myself, glancing at Sophia and Rion. The Yankees can still dominate at Fenway.

The late August sun was beating down through the window panes as we got our game faces on. Percy sat back, looking as relaxed as could be, while Sophia looked ready to punch somebody. Rion cracked his knuckles one by one, as if we were about to step on that field. Just a regular Jackson baseball game.

Naturally, the Sox dominated the first inning. Three runs and not a single hit for the Yankees. Now it was Sophia's turn to look relaxed. 

"Someone's on their a-game today," Sophia laughed as David Ortiz hit another home run in the second inning. Jackie Bradley Jr. coasted through home. 

"We've literally got every single god on our side," Percy jabbed back, clearly getting nervous as the second inning ended. A commercial break came on to clear the tension. 

"I'm going to go grab the case of Cisco beer from my car... I completely forgot it was in there," Rion said, trailing outside in a half-jog. He stopped as someone walked by.